Once diagnosed with cancer, you start meeting others. We are all members of a secret club and are happy sharing our stories with one another. As a blogger, I read other cancer blogs from across the country and beyond. Other bloggers read mine as well. We never physically meet but we become friends. We are one another's support group in a world connected by wifi - bits and bytes flying through the air around us.
We are always there for each other. Last year one of my cancer friends died. The anniversary of her death is this week. A woman from my first diagnosed support group three years ago went to stage IV about 18 months ago and is hanging on through chemo. These two women I knew. I met them for coffee, have friends in common, discussed our health issues with each other.
Yesterday another woman who was blogging her way through cancer died. She was fine until the middle of the week when her husband posted they had taken her to the hospital. Friday he posted they were making arrangements to move her to a hospice this Wednesday. She didn't make it to get to a hospice. Her cancer was first diagnosed in 2000 when she was 39 with later recurrences. She has been on chemo for about the last 2.5 years. She lived in Alberta with her husband. She had a bucket list. She will be missed.